I found my old journals. The ones that I’ve written story ideas and my notes on Women’s Roles Throughout the Decades that I’ve never even finished at all. It’s great to just read them and see the things that I was into when I was young. They smell like dust and were inside my closet for a very long time. I still have more in my closet that I have to dig out and save. These journals reminds me so much of what I’ve been dying to do all my life. I wanted to write a mini collection of poetry that tells a story. Some of these journal pages ended up in my upcoming mini collection of poems without me knowing it. The mini collection is only available on Amazon and Amazon Stores — just waiting for KDP to approve my cover art for the physical book. (Self-Promotion, right there.)
xo
